Void Poison Demon Sect.
That day, a Void Refinement Realm disciple hurried back to the sect, bringing news that shocked everyone.
"Sect Master, Grand Elder, we found signs of battle in a valley roughly two thousand miles from the Clear Mist Sect. The surrounding trees had been destroyed by shockwaves, and there was... there was blood."
The disciple's voice trembled.
He had personally seen the valley's devastation and knew full well that destruction on that scale was beyond the capability of any Void Refinement Realm cultivator.
Xuan Feng abruptly rose to his feet. "Blood? Could it be... Senior Brother's?"
The disciple cautiously replied, "This disciple would not dare draw conclusions lightly..."
"Move!"
Xuan Feng's face darkened. With a flash, he vanished from the hall.
Gu Yuan rose as well and followed closely behind.
The two moved at astonishing speed, arriving at the valley in less than half an hour.
The valley was a complete mess.
Every tree within dozens of yards had been destroyed, strewn haphazardly across the ground.
Xuan Feng crouched down, pinched up a small clump of bloodstained soil, and held it beneath his nose. His face instantly turned deathly pale.
It was Senior Brother's blood.
He knew that aura far too well.
He closed his eyes and drew a deep breath. When he opened them again, they were bloodshot.
He rose and looked around, his mind continuously reconstructing what might have happened that day—from the traces, the battle had not lasted long.
Senior Brother had encountered a mysterious opponent here and seemed to have fallen before he even had a chance to strike.
There was brain matter mixed in with the blood. In other words, someone had driven a sword straight through his head.
Senior Brother's Thousand-Mile Void Poison Seal was unimaginably powerful. It was absolutely not